(This scene is a continuation of Cara Day - Mummified Yoga Girl - Part 1)

When last we saw Cara, she had been mummified in tight, constricting plastic wrap, gagged, and left helplessly moaning, drooling and balanced upright in a corner. Knowing she must do something to save herself, she looked in vain for any avenue of escape, her eyes finally catching sight of her cell phone! She knew the likelihood of successfully calling for help was slim, but she HAD to try! Slowly, carefully, she hopped to the sofa where the phone lay, but one she reached it, she realized tat she could not ben...

(This scene is a continuation of Cara Day - Mummified Yoga Girl - Part 1)

When last we saw Cara, she had been mummified in tight, constricting plastic wrap, gagged, and left helplessly moaning, drooling and balanced upright in a corner. Knowing she must do something to save herself, she looked in vain for any avenue of escape, her eyes finally catching sight of her cell phone! She knew the likelihood of successfully calling for help was slim, but she HAD to try! Slowly, carefully, she hopped to the sofa where the phone lay, but one she reached it, she realized tat she could not bend her body enough to reach it! Worse still, her hands and arms were fused to her torso, making dialing the phone an impossibility! Still, she tried for all she was worth until she lost her balance and fell to the sofa with a thud! Now she was trapped on her back, the phone near her feet! She worked to reach it, knocking it off the sofa and to the floor! Now she inched her way down the length of the sofa, straining to bend her legs inside the tight plastic cocoon, lowering her feet inch by inch until her toes rested on the face of the phone. She used her wriggling toes to try and dial a number, any number, but despite her straining, flexing digits, she could not call for help. The intruder returned and was very disturbed by this, so he hauled the girl upright and wrapped her already stiflingly tight cocoon in a layer of clear tape! The encasement was nearly inflexible, reducing her chances of escape to zero! He even wrapped her feet in layers of the horrid plastic before encasing them in tape as well! Cara wondered how things could get any worse when the ball gag was removed and one of her dirty socks was wedged into her mouth! More plastic wrap was wound endlessly around her face, sealing her mouth and trapping the sock inside! Mmmmppphing in fear and dismay, she was helpless to stop the intruder from wrapping clear tape over her already well gagged mouth! Now confident she could do nothing, the intruder left her on the floor like some strange writhing parcel! Even worse, he mockingly left her phone near her head, inches away from her face! No matter what she did, she was powerless to use it to effect her escape. Finally, she was hauled into the main room and left balanced in a closet! As the intruder slid the doors shut, her muffled pleas could barely be heard behind the door of her makeshift cell!